Lyrics:
a fuck, I fuck em all till they pussy ouch
Potty mouth, oochie wally, bang, bang then I'm out
Once upon a fucking time, had your bitch up in my house
sitting there on your little.. machine
Tryin' to look and keep it clean and
You're going to be home playing bingo all night all alone
And that's why your
You're gonna to be sitting there on your little machine
Trying to look and keep it clean and
You're going to be home playing bingo all night all alone
people should enterprise
And I'm like if you don't get yo' ass in this ride from Enterprise
That I rented it yesterday and got to have in by 5
With
keeps my heart in love
My baby, he's a goldmine
Oh, all he does just keeps me here in love
Keeps me right here in love
Five times a day
He calls me
keeps my heart in love
My baby, he's a goldmine
Oh, all he does just keeps me here in love
Keeps me right here in love
Five times a day
He calls me
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
verse1: they
doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I mashed up on the gas, I gotta big ol' Lac
A nigga comin down with blue and purple
Comin down with a 5th in
I speak softly but i carry a big stick
Look your bigger sister, knows i got a big dick
You little niggas should really, watch what your saying
"Dickhead" "And you"
"DJs" "You walk around mad
You let your anger blind you" "Bitch ass"
"DJ" "Talk shit"
"But" "I"
"Can't even find you" "Poor little"
"DJ"
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
I've been thinking
Of a little place down by the lake
They got a dirty
At the Hotel Yorba
I'll be glad to see you later
All they got inside is vacancy
I've been thinking
Of a little place down by the lake
They got a dirty
centuries and centuries
[Murs]
Only a buck forty five and I talk a lot of shit
Oh you still don't think I'm tight
Ask your girl she got my shit
Now I'm baggin' your groceries
Humming some nursery rhymes
It's half past five
It's about that time of the day
Escaped, go behind a little
Tree in
Little brown-skinned lady bout five feet tall, Big Mama
[Chorus]
Early one Sunday morning
Breakfast was on the table (you gave me unconditional love)
baboon, oh-ohh
(Thugger!)
Rag top, nigga, fuck around and say
Shot up right up your block, (Shot right up your block)
Every time I pull up to LIV, I'm
for all the times Leon snitched on us
Yeah for real Leon you a bitch
For real bro
Leon it's your fucking turn you fat little csian
Leon bro
You're
trick off on your bitch, but she ain't loyal (she disloyal)
Nothing but love for you niggas riding with no tint
Grand total, five digits, make those
to victory
Be brave be pure your crusade to victory
Be brave be pure your crusade to victory
Jasmina has been married six times by nineteen
Her husbands were
, my lord
Revenge is yours, my lord
Revenge is yours, my lord
This wicked life is getting harder
No more five sense for a burger
To the ones we lost
stop young’n
Take your time don’t worry bout their clock young’n
Just keep your foot up on they neck E
Grind hard and demand your respect E
Deposit them
bitch with a frosted mouth
Lost in the woods 'till you discovered by a boy scout
Stupid little mother fucker, what was you thinking?
Now your body in
the time to start
You already know the way, just follow your heart, and keep..
Keep flowin' and keep the beat goin',
As we try and keep our wet feet
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